"I wouldn't change you for the world," Sam spoke.
"Really?" Andy asked, her Bambi eyes showing through the visage she'd put on for everyone.
"Yes." Sam simply said.
"What were you going to say earlier?" Andy asked curiously. She was playing with his collar now, distracted.
"When?" Sam asked.
"You came over to tell me that they were cutting our cake. You started saying something, but then you just said Andy." She said.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Sam tried to lie.
"Bullshit." Andy called.
"Fine." Sam put his hands up in surrender.
"So tell me," Andy said.
"I was going to say hon. It's stupid that I'd call you that instead of your name, but it just slipped out," Sam said. He hung his head in shame.
"Hey, hey," Andy said, lifting his chin up with her fingers. "I think it's cute."
"Cute, Andy? Really?" Sam asked sarcastically.
"Yes, cute." Andy smiled at him. "I'm your wife. You can call me whatever you want," Andy said.
"McNally." Sam said.
"You know when Luke kissed me?" Andy asked, looking guilty already.
"You're going to tell me that you liked it, but just a little? The moment that you started leaning into him, the second his tongue went into your mouth, that's the moment you started to realize what was happening. You remembered that you were in a relationship. You remembered that you had hurt me enough, and that you were already running away. You didn't want to give yourself reason to stay away from me any longer, right?" Sam asked, knowingly.
"How?" Andy whispered.
"I know you. I heard your voice, Andy. I can tell when you're feeling guilty." Sam explained to her.
"Are you mad?" Andy asked him.
"Yeah. A little. I just wanted you to tell me, and I knew that you would. Eventually." Sam finished.
"I mean, if that's the worst secret between us, then I think we're doing pretty well." Andy said, searching his face.
"We'll talk after the party," Sam said.
"No, wait a minute," Andy said, Sam had already started walking away.
"I don't want to hurt you here, where everyone can see it." Sam said.
"I'm going to get hurt either way, Sam. It'd be better just to tell me now so I can go home with Trace and not have to call her in the middle of the night." Andy started crying. Again.
"Andy, look. We'll talk when we get home. Please don't make me do this," Sam said.
"Don't make you hurt me? Don't you think you've done enough of that?" Andy pleaded with him.
"Andy, stop. Just go calm down and come back when you're ready, alright?" Sam pointed at the locker room.
"Yeah, I'll go. But I won't come back this time," Andy said. She ran to the locker room and started kicking things everywhere. She started kicking in locker doors, throwing her uniform pieces every which way. She even kicked down the door, breaking the hinges clean off. When she was finished damaging the room, she sat down on the only untouched bench in the center. She started looking over her hands and took off her shoes to inspect her feet. She could feel the fracture in her left hand and a possible sprain in her ankle. Most of her arms started bruising over in unison. When she had basically stripped herself besides underwear, Traci walked in.
"Oh, Andy," she breathed.
"Go away, Trace." Andy said, not looking at her. Traci started picking up things that Andy had thrown and put them in their place. She had to grab the spare key from an office and started opening lockers to bend the metal doors back into place.
"Andy, you just got married. What's up with you?" Traci asked.
"He told me to calm down." Andy said sarcastically.
"I don't think this is what Swarek meant." Traci was still putting things back.
"Trace, you don't have to do that. I'll get it later," Andy tried to stand up, but her leg wouldn't allow her.
"Really? You're going to be on desk duty, you know that, right?" Traci said.
"Yeah, I know." Andy dreaded the thought.
"You want me to take you to the ER? Get you that cast?" Traci asked, pointing at her hand.
"No, I'll be fine. But can I come home with you?" Andy asked.
"And miss your first night with Swarek? Oh no, you're never coming to my place again. You can't sleep when you're angry with each other, Andy." Traci explained.
"Yes I can." Andy simply said.
"No, really, you can't. It will kill your relationship." Traci said.
"I think I just did," Andy breathed.
"Sam will calm down, and you'll heal from these bruises. You just need to take a break. It's not forever, Andy." Traci spoke.
"I know, but it hurts. Not just emotionally. My hands really hurt," Andy joked.
"I'll be right back," Traci said and walked away.
"Trace?" Andy shouted after her. Five minutes later, Sam walked in.
"Dear God, Andy." Sam said. He finished putting things away and walked towards her. "You trying to kill me?" he asked her.
"Try the other way around." Andy spat at him.
"I guarantee you I'm hurting more than you are right now." Sam said.
"Not really." Andy spoke.
"I love you, and you hurting yourself hurts me. Come on, you need to go to a hospital. Need to get that break set, soon." Sam said. He started pulling her up, but she cried out in pain. He moved his hands from her hands to her waist, thinking that would be a safer place to grasp her.
"Why are you being nice when I was mean to you?" Andy asked.
"We said it this morning, Andy. For better or for worse. Given this is worse, it falls in that category. We're married now, and I'm your partner. That means until the wheels fall off. Or longer," Sam smiled at her.
"Thank you," Andy whispered. Sam nodded at her and started walking towards the door Andy had busted.
"I'll get Jerry to fix that," Sam said. Andy just nodded in confirmation. Most of the people had already left, everyone having work in the morning. Jerry, Noelle, Frank, and Traci were the only ones left cleaning up. Andy stood in the hallway when Sam went to talk to Jerry. He just nodded at Sam, and Sam said goodbye to everyone. They all waved at Andy through the window, and she gave a half- hearted wave back. He lead her to his truck and she plopped herself in. He started the car and began the drive to the hospital.
"Just because I'm letting you take care of me doesn't mean I'm not still mad at you." Andy eventually said, breaking the silence.